Never the Right Time

Chapter 9

Around 5 I started to upend my entire closet. I couldn't find anything and I was starting freaking out. Hannah walked in and found me surrounded by a gigantic pile of clothes. She rooted though the pile and found a black tank top and a pair of my good jeans.

"You're a godsend!" I exclaimed

"Wear your black boots and your nice peacoat and you'll look great" she assured me.

"Ahhhhh! I'm so nervous!"

"What are you nervous for? You've done this a million times as just friends. It'll be fine."

"Yea yea, still its Mark! I've thought about this for so long that I'm worried that it's going to be too good to be true. I don't want to fuck it up."

You won't he is into you too. You should've seen him when I walked in on him and Alyssa. It was as though he realized who he was actually with and freaked out. He basically ran out of the apartment. It's you he thought he was with or at least he was hoping he was with. You have nothing to worry about."

The realization washed over me. It didn't truly help my nerves, but it made me feel a little better.

I put my boots on and put a little make up on. Nothing extravagant, but enough to to make me look less like a Zombie. Finally happy with one last look in the mirror, I walked out of the house.

I walked up to his house at 6:45 took a deep breathe and knocked on the door. He opened the door wearing jeans and a white t shirt. I gave him a hug as I walked in.

"Something smells good!" I exclaimed as I walked into the house and took off my jacket

"You look nice" he said as he slipped an arm around my waist.

I sucked in a breathe as he pulled me close to him. He wrapped himself around my waist and pulled me into him. I melted in his arms. My heart speed up as I wrapped my arms around his neck. This felt right.

He looked down at me, "I'm glad you're here" he said softly.

"Me too" I breathed.

I leaned back to look up at him better, "sooo, hungry?"

"Yes! It should be ready in a few minutes. Be ready for my famous baked ziti."

"Oh nice!" I followed him in the kitchen. He had flowers on the kitchen table and a lit candle.

"Look at you being all romantic. I feel lucky" I joked.

"Well I wanted to go all out for our first date" he responded seriously

I wrapped my arms around his waist. "I'm so glad that you did"

He kissed my forehead and started to plate the food. We sat down to eat and it was as though everything was normal again. Our conversation flowed as it always had and every bit of nerves I had flowed out of me. This all felt right. We washed the dishes together and packed up the food.

"Movie?"

" yes please. Feeling snuggly?"

"With you? Always" he replied grabbing my hand and pulling me up the stairs to his room. He sat on the bed and pulled me into his lap.

Turning on the tv, "so what do you want to watch?" He asked.

"I'm good with anything funny"

"Ok can do!" As he turned on a Will Ferrell movie.

He put an arm around me as I laid on his chest. He kissed my head and we stayed like that for awhile until he heard the doorbell ring.

"Hmm I wonder who is here?" He asked out loud and walked downstairs.

I heard the door open and mark exclaim "Rebecca what the fuck are you doing here?!"